[Eberron] The Forgotten Forge

[Krug]

"It's more than just a floor Rawhide!It.. it..." Plonk tries to find the words, realising it's like explaining the working of the tachimatic gyroscope to a mongrel.

 

[Ashy]

"I know!", Rawhide says with child-like wonder, "It's'a talkin', grabbin' floor!"

 

[Old Fezziwig]

OOC: You assume correctly. I've assumed that at this point, Gannon and Flawed have followed the tunnel up and that they've brought the light source.

Rawhide: You feel the tentacles relax and let go.

Rawhide, Plonk: You hear a last rattle and a bit of squishing.

Everyone: You arrive to find Rawhide partially on top of a slender green-black elf in simple travelling clothes. The elf has a number of lacerations on his upper body and across his face, which turns his white shirt into a webby lattice-work of material. In the shadowy light cast from the torch, you'd almost swear that his blood was a touch green. A scroll case hangs off the side of his belt (inspection reveals that it does, in fact, contain a map of what you assume to be Xen'drik as well as a letter written in an odd tongue). The floor around him pools with his thick blood and there's a slight scent of the forest here.

 

[Krug]

Plonk retrieves the scroll."He..wanted us to save his people..."

 

[Ashy]

Rawhide looks down incrediously, "HEY! Him no floor! Him just a funny-lookin' elf!"

 

[MadMaxim]

"Oh, there you are, my friends! Gannon says as the two come within the light of the torch. He then looks down at the corpse and is close to vomiting across the floor. He obviously feels uncomfortable around the corpse. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, looks away and asks Plonk "What happened here, Plonk, and who's the dead person on the floor?"

 

[Krug]

Plonk explains, "He.. used to be part of the floor... and then he died. He said somethiing about his people... He escaped here but can't survive without sunlight. It's not easy when you're a sewer floor! He said something about... a scroll case containing a map towards the village of h-his people and a letter of introduction in his.. tongue, and to please go to Xen'drik and save them!" He opens the scroll case and attempts to read it.

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Plonk: The tongue is like nothing you've ever seen before; its roots and structure are completely alien, and it seems to have something of a hieroglyphic shorthand mixed in with it. [Intelligence check, roll of 5 on d20, +2 Int, total 7, failure]

 

[Krug]

Plonk hands the scroll over to the others. "I can't deciper it..."

 

[Ashy]

"Oh, there you are, my friends! Gannon says as the two come within the light of the torch. He then looks down at the corpse and is close to vomiting across the floor. He obviously feels uncomfortable around the corpse. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, looks away and asks Plonk "What happened here, Plonk, and who's the dead person on the floor?"

Rawhide looks to Gannon, holding his hands up, as if to shield himself. "I did't do it, boss! Honest! Floor-elf grabbed me!"